We could always tell when Matt Miklas arrived for work.
There would be a terrific bang and clatter as he opened the front door, rolling inside as the self-closing office door tried to shut on his wheelchair.
It was the only noisy part of his day. Matt was a pretty quiet guy, more attuned to listening than talking.
That’s a good sign for someone who wants to be a reporter. Never has the old saying applied more than to people who write for a living: God gave you one mouth and two ears so you’d listen twice as much as you talk.